Chapter 23

Frostbite woke up to the sound of Queen Petle screaming, "what do you mean she snapped some of the chains!?" she snarled. Frostbite ran down to the throw room, "what's all the yelling about?" he asked.

"This gard is saying that QuiverWing broke or snapped some of the chains! at least they replaced them" she pointed her diamond extension claws to the gard who is basically crawling on his stomach at this point. "Rrraaaa! I'm gona need some sheep for this" she hissed deep in her throat. 'Oh no she's pissed, someone is gona die' he thought worried. "You should go gard QuiverWing" he ordered the gard for his safety.

"Yes Frostbite" he bowed and flew of to the forest.

"For the rest of you keep on your best behaviour! and you," he pointed to one of the gards. "I need you to get BushThorn to my sleeping chamber" he ordered, and then went back to his sleeping chamber.

It didn't take long for the little dueviniel to come bounsing in, "you called for me" she said.

"You visited QuiverWing last night?" he asked.

"Oh that, yeah I did but she isn't as bad as everyone is saying" she shrugged.

"Right, but your mother isn't in the best of moods so of you wish to visit her again get some useful information, like the location of there cave or hideout, you could also find out who is in charge" he advised.

"Sure anything to please mother" she nodded and did the grin witch is the only thing that tells you she is Queen Petles daughter.

"Well when do you plan to meet her?" he asked.

"At midday" she answered.

"Well go on with your day then" he pointed his wing to dismiss her, she nodded and womderd of.

Frostbite felt his ghostly stomach growl for food, he then walked to the prey centre. It was one of the largest caves in the mountain (not counting the thrown room) and has plenty of barles full of food. He went to the sheep barle and took his feal, a gard came in panting, "Frostbite, Queen Petle is looking for you" he said.

"Alright, I'm on my way" Frostbite stretched, he wonderd down the tunnels to the thrown room.

"Aaa Frostbite my go to, I need to speak to you" she exaggerated.

"Yes Queen Petle, what is it you need?" he doesn't bow like the other dragons did when they greeted her.

"Come lets not yell our conversation to the hole mountain" she guessed her wing to the thrown that sits just below hers, he jumped up to and listened to Queen Petle. "Well the chains are not holding QuiverWing as I hoped but I have a plan" she had her signature grin. "Lets have her strength to good use around her, lets get an experiment going to make a drug that makes a dragon mindless and obay me" she nodded, "what do you think?".

"A drug that makes a dragon mindless" he stared to think 'but if she is mindless wouldn't she obay anyone? I think that this can back fire'

"Maby not to make her mindless as that can let any dragon control her" he suggested.

"So what should we use?" she looked a little frustrated by his answer.

"Maby an old spell would work?" Frostbite guessed.

"What are we drag tails? we are not using spells!" Queen Petle snarled and most of the dragons turned to see what's going on.

"Ok I'll look for a herb that can make her obay you but if we can't we have to look for something else" he suggested.

"Good, now GARDS!" she yelled at the top of her lungs and a couple of gards stepped forward and bowed. "Get extra chains to keep QuiverWing at bay and make sure she doesn't rage" she ordered and the gards set of. Frostbite walked towards the herb cave and saw the camco (witch is the species that Petle is) Jable. "Frostbite what brings you here?" he greeted.

"I'm here to experiment with herbs" he explained.

"Right you can use those ones" Jable pointed his claws to a corner with large barrels of herbs.

"Thanks they will do nicely" he then rambled through the barles and scammed the herbs.

He found a wight snowy flower and its petals felt like rubber when he touched it, "what does this one do?" he asked Jable, 'right I'm very rusty with herbs' he admitted to himself.

"Oh that one, umm let me remember, aa that one when consumed will make a dragon dazzed and unable to think properly we use it to remove limbs, spikes and all sorts" he explained.

"Perfect I'll tell Queen Petle that you helped her out" he promised.

"Oh really well thank you" he bowed with a smile. Frostbite went back to the thrown room, "Queen Petle I have a herb that could work!" he called out.

"Aaa lovely and quickly, what is it?" Petle asked curiosity.

"It's a wight herb but Jable said it makes a dragon unable to think for themselves" he lifted it to her, she took and she grind.

"Yes! it's perfect, gard give Jable a reword for his work" she ordered, then turned to Frostbite, "now I need you to give this to QuiverWing and see if it works".

"Yes Queen Petle" he loves to see the shocked looks that the dragons around give him when he doesn't bowl and then there's dragons who are just use to his habits.

He had to run to the forest were QuiverWings pit is, once he got there he saw all the gards were a little tense and a BushThorns voice. "BushThorn can I speak to her for a moment?" he called down to her.

"Sure" she said then flew up and looks like she was heading to the lake. Frostbite jumped down to be greeted with a rather calm QuiverWing.

"Frostbite" she said bitterly.

"Not wanting to kill me?" he asked sycasticly.

"If I tried the gards will kill me, I know I'll come back but it still hurts" she growled softly.

"Aa I see, any way eat this" he pulled his claws put with the wight flower he grabbed.

"I'm not an idiot, I know exactly what it is and what it will do, I'll rather die!" she snarled loudly and he saw the gards move into a defensive position.

"Right, so what do you think it does?" he genuinely wondered.

"It makes dragons go into a mindless state who know what you'll do to me if I ate that" she growled even louder.

"So what happened to not attacking because of the gards?" he laughed.

"Don't start!" she charged and the chains stopped her and it made a horrible noise.

"Aagh my ears" he gritted his teeth.

"I don't care" he saw her lift her head up pridefully.

"So you're not giving in easily" he flicked his tail and the water splashed, "are you injoying the water?" he felt a grin on his face.

"No I'm not giving at all, and yes I love the water" she layed down but kept a hiss.

"Raelly? it is cold and it's becoming winter soon" he tilted his head.

"The cold is perfect for my scales" she hissed.

"Missing Scorch?" he said the first insult he thought of and he saw her flinch and her eyes widen.

"Umm... urrr... what's it to you?... stop giving me that look!" QuiverWing stuttered, 'wow she frecked out, she doesn't like him, does she?' he squinted his eyes.

"What is Scorch to you?" he made a deep tone.

"Nothing you need to know!" she snapped.

"You don't like him as a mate, don't you? you are aware that you are related to him, right?" he snarled and slashed his tail around.

"Pft, you're easy to piss of" she laughed.

"You little egg shell" he hissed.

"What? can't handle being teased by your own prisoner?" she teased.

"Stop talking!" he yelled.

"No! I have a lot to say" Frostbite could see that she is injoying this.

"You're gona regret this" he growed deep in his chest and stood into a defensive position.

"What you gona do? kill me!" QuiverWing raised her head up higher.

"Worse, you like blood grippers?" he grind.

"Never seen one so I don't know" she said but he can't figure out if she's being sycastic, or not.